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| Hey there, my boy! What day is it? | |
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| I ain't your 'boy"! And it's Christmas Day, you senile old coot! | |
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| Excellent, my boy! I want you to go down to the corner market and tell them to bring me their biggest turkey! | |
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| Stop calling me "boy," Gramps! And this ain't a plantation - go get your own damn turkey, you turkey! | |
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| Do it quickly, my boy, and I'll give you a shilling! | |
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| A shilling?! This crazy-ass cracker be trippin'... | |
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